{ my pretties [herd]

[lynx'']

{ c h a o s

You could spill a thousand words and none would mean a thing.

I hadn't let the sight slip me mind, i saw the looks Anntho was getting, i smiled a little, surely she would like all the attention? I moved from my spot next to Nox, giving her a warning stare to stay where she was, and walked towards her, stopping three metres away, i knew she didn't like being crowded, yet she was part of this band, this family, and she needed introduced, she would be treated as equal as the rest. She deserved it, she would be such a big use for the herd. This is Anntho, newcomer to the land, but evidently, the Negreo for our band. She is very wise and stelthy, i warn you to treat her evenly. I glanced across at her, how would she feel about being introduced? would she thank me? or blank me off, as always. I wanted to speak with her privately, to find out more about her, whether or not it had to be shouted across a ten metre gap, so she didn't feel crowded.
I gave her one last glance then stalked forward again, keeping my eyes set on nox. Spining my body around, i cleared my throat before speakin again. and this is Nox. My daughter. He mother is dead, you may feel free to torture her decaying carcass, in the graveyard. She deserves it. My voice was loud, sly and clear. I knew the likes of Emira wouldn't be too happy with my speech, and i wasn;t sure how Nox would react, but she was in no position to argue.

I turned to Shadrik, ears perked forward at his voice. I smirked, and licked my blood stained maw. Excellent, Shadrik, he was of no trouble, i pressume? I gave the colt a warm look, he was proving more strong and loyal every coming day. he would grow to be a strong fellow. I was actually hoping the day he left, never came, i would be quite happy for him to stay here, as the warrior, until i died. I watched his reaction as Brydon halted, and chuckled, turning to Lyric, as she nervously watched her son move over to Anntho, i saw the look in her eye, and snorted sharply, stepping a few paces forward, i knew it was coming; so when Anntho snapped at Brydon, and Lyric came forward to protect him, it was of no real suprise, as always, when a newcomer entered the lands, everyone became on edge. I said nothing, for the situation came under control, left at mere warnings.

As Brydon reamied statued to his spot, next to Anntho, i stalked forward, lnog strides bringing me closer to him, as he spoke, my harks snapped back, but then relased forward a little, my fatherly instict kicking in, my voice was overpowering, strong, with a hint of evil twisted in, as my black, cold eyes locked onto my son, i spoke. Wasn't to your taste? So you thought you could come back, here, where you belong, act like nothing has happened, when you have betrayed our trust by stepping foot on the enemies land? i snapped at him, my voice growing darker, my anger now taking over slightly. Sure, i was proud he had grown strong, powerful. But if he had any respect, he should of shown it to his parents, and his fellow herd members. And of course he wouldn't show, he's a coward, i thought i had made that clear. I added, my orbs narrowing a little.

Harks twisted towards the sweet sound of my princesses voice, He could of died father! I sent her a look, one that said, do you think i'm that stupid?! And then spoke, Emira, he fought with Cracken ,the leader of the south wolf pack. Do you think i would of put his life at risk? I believe he is quite capeable of fighting a dog, darling. and after my speech, she seemed to calm a little, but soon left, i said nothing to her, as i knew she would be going to the foaling grounds, and already, i longed for her to come back and show us all the princess or prince.

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[`anntho]

Anntho;;
Hide and go sneak..

I could only chuckle lowly, seemingly as if I was restraining from bursting out. Why did all of the Family had to spring to there 'little boys' rescue? Last time I checked, he grew up and left, but then again, I had just gotten here and maybe I had it wrong. My harks twisted violently to Chaos as he spoke again and I heard my name, again, another introduction. I could only guess that he wanted me to be spitfire and glare at him, but on the opposite, it would save me to speak in the front of the whole band. My gaze flickered from the skewbald brute and then to the chestnut brute, a slight nod of my muzzle given, but only a small tip as if I was thinking about giving my a full one, and it turned out, I didn't.

I picked each hoof up and placed it across the other before untangling my legs in a silent turn, avoiding the snapping of fresh saplings, and the slurping noise when I pulled my hoof free from the mud. Drifting away again I resumed a predatory look, piercing gaze sweeping over each equine before me, as if I were the wolf, these were the sheep, and I was hungry. At the thought my tongue suddenly rounded my lips, to be completely honest, I was abit on the peckish side, but that had no account to my mood, that was just me all the time.

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N_ox::
Watch yourself..

Again my Father gave me a nasty stare and I staggered back with a sharp snort. What had I done this time? Nothing, nothing at all, well, in my book that was. Noticing how he was destined to keep me from any of my siblings I strolled forward, flashing my harks backwards into my mane and thrusting out my muzzle in an agressive manner, dark chestnut pelt catching the last rays of sun and reflecting them off my Father's as I passed them, bathing us both in a blood like color.

Whoo aree theyy. I drew out each word, as if I had a cleft lip, but I didn't, it was just one way that I talked when I was curious, as well as aggitated, if I was calm and curious I would simply say it, and then wait, but this time, I was impatient.

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I watched the commotion quietly. Lustra was being quiet to. I followed conversations with my eyes and turned my head to watch Emira. I looked confusedly at her, then realised what was happening. Oh, dear, you must hurry. Before you give birth! I said, excitedly. I reared up slightly and flicked my tail. Poor child, I thought. I smiled and looked down at Lustra who watched me with his marvelous eyes. I then realised. Someone was missing. I looked round the huddle and stepped forward. Has anyone seen Chantelle? I'm sure she'll want to see the foals, especially yours, Emira. I said, looking around the horizons, searching for any sign of her.

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[glow=blue,2,300]Shadrik[/glow]



A small smirked crossed my maw as Lakita went forward and yelled at the bitch, she was one mare I wouldn’t want to piss off. However, I did have some empathy for the new mare; it wasn’t easy joining such a close nit herd as the one in Hollow Woods. Both my mother and I had experienced that first hand. Plus she was already getting on my good side by putting Brydon down, even if she had no right too. I know it’s horrible of me to say that but he is one of the two equines on my hit list. I will give you one guess at who is on the top, but I bet you already know. I was brought back into the herd meeting by Chaos’s deep voice; it demanded your attention everything about him did. However, when he spoke his last few words I wondered if he knew how big this was going to be. Lakita and this new mare had already gotten an altercation and their personalities where close both demanding and moody. Lakita was not as predator like as the new wench but still the new addition in my opinion was bound to cause some trouble. Especially if Anntho continued to lash out at others, it wouldn’t be pretty.

I followed Chaos’s eyes to the new filly I had noticed her presence1 but not looked to deeply into her. Like the rest of the band she was an arabian, well I guess the whole band used to be. No Chaos none at all. I expected that the pack will realize that their behavior needs to change. Although the wolves where a pain they weren’t stupid, they now knew that all their life’s where at stake. Heck I would have no problem with killing another. I looked towards my heavily pregnant love as I felt her raise. Her vocals where harsh and I want to reassure her but Chaos had started to speak first. I then felt like an idiot it must have sounded like had had fought another equine. With my loves next words the whole world seemed to go in slow motion, my sides became still and my eye lids did not moisten my orbs. Was this really happening? Was it too soon? I didn’t have time to respond to her words for when I turned I found her place empty and saw her running off into the woods. Should I follow her? I shot Eris a questioning look hoping she would give me an answer. I would usually have asked my mother but she was with Brydon.

Something behind me made me look away from Eris. Something was wrong but what was it. Turning my boa I looked towards my mother; saw the dislike in her orbs. I followed her gaze and when my own orbs landed on the chestnut stallion I was shocked. When had my dam accumulated these feelings? Why had she? Had Chaos done something to her? He couldn’t have… could he? Trotting over to near where my dam and half brother stood I watched her and glanced at Brydon. He had sensed it too, and his orbs showed hate but I didn’t care, for my orbs showed hate for him. I looked at Chaos, I was confused, I didn’t know what to think of him anymore. I was loyal to my mother and if he had hurt her in any way I would have to…

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[glow=red,2,300]Lyric[/glow]

As I found my place in between Brydon and Chaos I turned back to Lakita and gave her a nod of thanks. The queen and I had never really spoken but, she seemed to see the same great future and promise in my son that I had. So why hadn’t Chaos? He was after all Brydon’s father and another equine had noticed what he could offer but his father the king of Hollow Woods hadn’t? I shot a questioning glance at Chaos, I didn’t expect an answer from him he didn’t know what I was asking but I was just trying to figure it out. And for the life of me I couldn’t. I listened patiently as the king announced the new arrivals. Stealthy I could see but wise? Had she not just attacked a herd member, and yes that was what Brydon was it was Chaos own fault that he had left. I knew it all along but it was the first time I had admitted it. But heck it was true, I had given Brydon everything I could but what he wanted was time with his father and that I couldn’t give him. This new wench would not be in my good graces, I was open to her before but her actions had put her on my bad side. It would be hard for her to redeem herself.

With Chaos nexts words I wanted to say what was on my mind to tell him what I thought about his actions. Brydon could have already done so much for this herd, could have been more of an asset to us then this Anntho. My orbs pierced the king whom I once thought I owed a lot to but he had evened the score by taking in one of my sons and ignoring the other. I didn’t owe him anything. However, I kept my maw closed I knew that Brydon would be furious If I defended him he would want to speak for himself. Hell he had every right to. When he spoke a smirk spread across my frame. Altough the part about Intrepid suprised me I didn't feel sympathy Chaos deserved it. I wished I had realized it sooner.

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[shadow=black,left,300]Brydon[/shadow]

A Gallant King in Sunshine and in Shadow

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Orbs watched as both my dam and Lakita warned the mare and a smirk came across my maw. Both mares where different my mother was very experienced but not really the leader more of a brood mare. She was more passive but heck if someone pissed her off she would fight them to the death. Lakita was full of fire everything about her screamed dominance and she was a great queen but lacked the motherly instincts. Now don’t get me wrong she cared for her offspring and looked after them but to me it seemed like once they left the nest they were gone. With Lyric you where her responsibility for life; granted it could get annoying but she knew when to hold back. And I was thankful she did at this moment. I could feel her anger; I had spent enough time with my dam that I knew her every mood change. She was not happy with Chaos but why? I begin to hate him more had he hurt her? I turned my boa as Shadrik approached sure I hated him but he clearly knew something was wrong, and that it involved Chaos. At that moment I felt connected to my half brother even though we shared a mutual hate we shared the same love for Lyric. And just as she would do anything to protect us we would do anything to protect her. Even if it meant that Shadrik had to hurt his beloved mentor I knew he would do it, I could see it in his eyes.

However the connection I felt left in a matter of seconds. My harks pinned back as Chaos spoke to Shadrik. His voice dripped with pride in the skewbald stallion. Where I would be happy if I never spoke a word to him, sure I would help him fight Chaos, and yes I couldn’t do it alone, but that was only for my mother. Orbs stayed pinned on the chestnut as he came closer to where I stood, and as he pinned his harks I mimicked his gesture and snorted slightly. I would not bend t his bulling ether, even if he was my “father”. I have not acted as if nothing has happened. If I had I would have went to my right full place as your spawn, next to my dam, but I stayed on the edge like a new comer. Did I not? Vocals dripped with evil, and I laughed to myself. Oh how he thought he was mighty when he had just falsely accused. My thoughts also went with his next words. Betrayed your trust. Really I never knew we had a trust Chaos… I paused, did I really want to say the next words that came to me. Hell yes I did. And as far for stepping on to enemy lines. Has Emira not done the same? I paused again as a event from my travel back to Hollow Woods came to me. The scent at Black Lake why had I not thought of it before? Speaking of enemy lines… do you know where your beloved heir is Chaos? I assume not otherwise you would not be accusing me of entering Black Lake. Stopping I looked at the brute, knowing that he didn’t know where Intrepid was . But I did, right at this moment the ‘perfect” son was in Black Lake. His scent was strong when I had passed through the lands, and I could have sworn I heard his voice. Now how would Chaos react? But better yet did I care.
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[lynx'']

{ c h a o s

You could spill a thousand words and none would mean a thing.

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As the chestnut filly by my side spoke, i glanced down at her. Nox, this is your family, half brothers, sisters, aunties, uncles. But more information will come to you in time, for now, just take everything in. I spoke in a now calm voice, after the tension had dissapeared between the mares. My skull twisted to Eris as she spoke, and one hark drooped back, whilst the other focused on her. Eris. I know of Chantelles whereabouts, but i'd rather speak to you in private, after the meeting, to discuss her. Of course, i was the only one who knew where she was, i knew alot, that the herd didn't, having other creatures as spies often came in useful.

As Shadrik spoke, i stepped to him, and nodded breifly, of course, i knew the whole situation had gone well, but it was good to hear it from his own vocals. But no sooner had i sent him that brief nod, had his mood changed to sour and he sidled up next to his mother. And also alongside Brydon. What was this? Had i done something wrong to hurt my fellow mare, Lyric, who, like all the others, i would have a private meeting with after the herd meeting was over.
A confused look spread across my skull as black eyes looked deeply into the skewbald mare, i wantd answers, answers to what i had suposed to have done. Did she expect me to welcome Brydon back with open arms? After he had vanished, with no apparant reason to another land and then returned because the other brute hadn't turned up? Brydon was strong, devilish, which made me think carefully about him; he was, infact much like me in ways, where as Intrepid had turned soft slightly, with the gentle touch of Einjeru by his side. However, that was no more, as she was dead. She had died shortly after birth, and i douted i would ever see him again. It saddened me, for he would of been a great king to Hollow Woods. But just because he was missing, it didn't mean the heir throne was offered to the next of kin. My eyes remained locked on Lyric, then i spoke to her, voice low and twisted, yet a little gentle touch within. Lyric; i believe you are slightly annoyed, am i right? For young Brydon here disappeared, and has now returned, and i did not welcome him with open arms, prehaps a slightly friendiler approch would of worked? But i do not think our son would of been delighted by my attitude, if he saw me going soft. With the mention of his name, i looked down to him, eyes searching his, i knew, that my second son would grow to be fine, strong, daring and dark, even darker than myself prehaps? But only time would tell. As he spoke, i intently listened, however his words seemed to hold threat in them; did he think he could threaten me? He was growing up to fast. Brydon, my boy. There has always been trust, do you really think you would be alive now if i didn't trust you? Surely, you have betrayed us, but the trust bond has not vanished. You deserve a second chance, like Intrepid, like Emira. But tell me, is it really your destiny to stay here, in Hollow Woods? I asked him, my invitation for him to return here full time, if he wanted it of course. I do believe we have some talking to do. Not here, not now, but soon. Another gesture, i wanted to speak with him in private, and then to lustra too. I found it hard to get along with other stallions, and my sons, their attitude and personlity mocked mine, i didn't like the idea of another equine quite like me.

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[nuzzer2]

{ e m i r a

Let me be your favourite baby girl

I let out a deep sigh of exhaustion; the birth had been extremely hard on me – but nothing unbearable, the young creature was now lying by my side enjoying her few moments of peace. I turned my head slightly before lowering it to her beautiful skewbald body then let my pink tongue run across her fragile body and was pleased when she raised her emerald orbs to meet my dark ones. She was an exact copy of my dear love Shadrik – only the gender was different, and perhaps the temperament too.

The thoughts of Shadrik filled my mind, and I felt anger flow through my hot veins, daddy sent him to fight Cracken! I shivered at the thought of the huge male wolf, he had been the leader of one of the wolf tribes – why would daddy want to kill him? I let a few minutes pass before standing up on long pillars, and was yet again pleased to see the young filly follow my example and stand up with no problems – she was absolutely perfect! I felt a soft smile spread on my lips, before I made my way towards my home land – the Hollow Woods. I arrived just in time to hear Brydon’s comments about me and my brother, and my soft smile turned to a furious snarl.

I was still slightly weak from the birth, but the anger gave me new strength as I approached the young stallion with light – almost feral steps. Soon I was by his side and glared at him with a look full of menace. “Do you know the difference between me and you, colt?” I spat out with eyes full of fire. “I am the princess of these lands; my mother is the queen and my father the king! I can and I will go on diplomatic missions if I choose to, do you know of the outcome from my encounter with Riku and his family?” I went on with an angry voice. “If Intrepid is in Riku’s lands, he has a reason to be there. Don’t you know of his loyalty to our family and land? Treppy would never defy father or do anything to spot our reputation” I finished with a huff. Then I spun around and walked to Shadrik’s side, the young filly still clinging closely to my side, trying to keep up with everything that was happening at the moment.

Soon I twisted my head to look at my father with a strange gaze – did he really think I needed a second chance, forgiveness? I snorted in annoyance. Instead of uttering more words – which I knew would end up starting a fight between daddy and I – I changed my mind to Snyper, how was he? It had been a while since I had seen him last, my only friend, I cast a quick glance towards Shadrik to study his frame, I wasn’t unhappy with the choice I had made, I liked Shadrik – perhaps I even loved him, I couldn’t quite place my feelings but I knew having him near me made me feel safe, protected and loved – everything I could possibly want and for that I was pleased. [/size]

{ l a k i t a
- be my bitch, bitch!

Dark eyes watched the show with amused eyes, so Brydon was starting to have the same temper as his father? Interesting. You would think that my motherly instinct would kick in, and I would jump in to protect my oh-so-precious babies, but for now I’d let it slide and watch the show, it was quite amusing after all. Instead I waltzed forward to touch my king’s shoulder lightly with a reassuring touch, before moving between the two dominant stallions. “Now now boys, calm it will you? No need to piss the trees to show who’s the boss.” I cast a quick glance towards the young Brydon. “It seems like young Brydon is ready for some missions and a higher rank, don’t you think love?” I purred out in a sweet tone to Chaos. Giving the youngster a higher position and something to do to prove himself would surely ease his heated blood, it wouldn’t be pretty if we had to expel him from the lands – he would be an powerful enemy. “If our dear son doesn’t return Chaos, why not let Brydon take over the position as heir?” I spun around quickly and stared directly into the king’s eyes with a fierce look. “We do not have room for weakness in our herd, if our son does not return soon you must demote him! The herd cannot stay strong if we don’t have a heir” I hissed out with my long auds pressed against my hard skull, even though it pained me to see Intrepid’s betrayal – and know that he is my foal, there was no room for crying and screaming, instead a new heir had to be chosen and if the young sabino stallion didn’t return soon, we would have to banish him for good. [/color][/size]

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[glow=red,2,300]Lyric[/glow]

I watched my two sons as they both came closer to me. They had sensed my anger, and had come to protect me, a smiled at both of them. I couldn’t have asked for two better sons, and even if there was one out there I would choose Shadrik and Brydon in a heartbeat. I glanced at my two sons and marveled at their differences.

Shadrik my first son. His father Nirbhay had been my one and only love, he was my knight in shining armor. And Shadrik was his spitting image. My orbs glanced over his strong frame, his light chestnut and white skewbald coat resembled my own pelt. But his strong frame and deep green orbs where Nirhaby’s. Has a colt Shadrik was full of fun and unusually obedient. Sure he got in to things he shouldn’t have and talked back occasionally but nothing horrendous. I think some of it had to do with his father’s death, and coming to Hollow Woods. Ever since he met Chaos, Shadrik hadn’t placed a foot in the wrong path; he strived to show Chaos that he was reliable and strong. With the birth of Intrepid, Shadrik had strived to beat the colt. But he had settled since meeting Emira, but underneath his competitive nature still excited. He would be a great king. Shadrik was strong, understanding, and knew when he was out of his league and then strived to improve.

Then there was Brydon, my seconded colt, his father being Chaos. Brydon was a mix of both of us in both personality and appearance. His coat was skewbald and his chestnut coloring was as match to his sires. When he was younger Brydon had been a handful I swear it was like raising twins. It seemed that there wasn’t a moment when Brydon wasn’t causing trouble. Brydon was very independent and didn’t really need me around to guide him. He was bold, cocky, and extremely self confident all of which he inherited from his father. On the other hand Brydon strived to learn, he wanted to know everything about everything and I taught him everything I knew. But, when it came to Chaos and his brothers Brydon had very little interest, especially in Shadrik. It was a mothers worst nightmare to have the two things that where most important to her hate each other with everything they had. But it was even more heart breaking to have Brydon leave for nearly a year. Brydon had grown fast, his arabian frame was muscular and his green orbs held no emotions, another attribute he gained from his sire. Fortunately the yearling had come down to earth and had become more level headed. I knew that one day he would be a king; it would be a waste if he didn’t.

With the sound of hoof beats I turned my head, a bright smile spread through my eyes as Emira and her new foal came back to the meeting. The filly was the spitting image of Shadrik, and the smile on Emira’s face reminded me of the day he was born. I wanted to go and congratulate her, But, Shadrik should be the first instead I gave her a loving nod.

Harks lowered slightly as the chestnut stallion spoke my name, however I did listen to him. Slightly annoyed might be an understatement Chaos. However I will not argue that he would not be fawned of a soft approach. But perhaps he would have been fawned of attention when he was younger? Vocals where cool, and my words held accusations. With the kings next words a laughed. Of course he was destined to be here.

[glow=blue,2,300]Shadrik[/glow]



I raised my harks as Chaos spoke, and I had to agree with him. Brydon being the bastard he was would have walked all over his father if he had welcomed him without interrogation. However, as much as I despised my half brother I also had to agree with my mother’s rebuttal. It had been, to me at least; rather strange that Chaos had not wanted to spend time with his seconded son. But the hell if I cared.

With Brydon’s words against Emira and Intrepid I snapped out at him. My orbs filled with deep loathing. It was a warning his one and only at that. I would not stand here and let him put down my love and one of my friends just so he could make himself look good. I shot a glance at Chaos as he once again began to speak. With his question to Brydon I wanted to laugh, of course he was not distended to be here. The herd already had everything we needed. And even if there was a vacancy there would be a better equine for the job. And Brydon sure as heck did not deserve a seconded chance; he didn’t even deserve a chance.

I turned quickly when I heard the snarl of Emira’s voice; I stood rooted o the spot. My orbs locked on my princess as they examined her for any wounds or sign of stress. I emitted a deep sigh of relief; she seemed tiered but otherwise fine. I smirked as Em defended herself, heck she had every right to. But when she said that her travels to Black Lake had been diplomatic the smirk faded, for I knew that they had been nothing of the sort. However, as Emira came closer the thought of Snyper vanished from my mind.

As Emira walked towards me my orbs traveled to the long legged filly attached to her side and my breath caught. She was beautiful, and I already loved her. I couldn’t believe that she was here, it seemed like only yesterday that Emria and I had talked about bringing her into this world. I had been so scared at the thought of having a child, but as I looked at my first foal I knew that I would have made the same decision over and over again. I mean how couldn’t I?

Emira, she is perfect My voice was soft and breathless, as I nipped at Em’s main. I then lowered my head towards the long legged filly. Hey there little girl. I am Shadrik your daddy Raising my head I turned to Emira and blew into her muzzle, my orbs filled with love. My life couldn’t be more perfect.

However with Lakita’s words my harks snapped back. I had always liked the queen, sure she could be a bitch but I was smart enough not to get on her bad side. I gave her space and respect and she returned it. But at that moment I loathed her. Brydon as heir. Would Chaos be dumb enough to make that mistake? I hoped for the herds sake that he wasn't.

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[shadow=black,left,300]Brydon[/shadow]



Harks laid back as ivory’s flashed in front of my dished face. I snaked my head towards Shadrik, and parted my maw to speak but ceased as Chaos voice broke the silence. My orbs had lost their foam green coloring, and had turned as black as my sires. I was pissed off. Once again I glanced towards Shadrik and wanted to puke. Just the sight of him irked me. Arching my neck I warned him. I may be two years younger but I had no doubt that I could beat him especially now since he was wounded.

As Chaos looked into my eyes, I knew that he was trying to figure my out, trying to figure out my intentions, but he was only trying. It was the one thing that Chaos had given me that had been of use, the ability to cut off my orbs from my thoughts and emotions. Thorns raised as the soft wind carried the “kings” deep vocals to them and a short deep laugh rolled off my tongue. You really think that you could kill me? First of off Lyric wouldn’t have let you and secondly I doubt you would have the guts to kill your own spawn. I knew that Chaos wasn’t and would never have the nerve to kill his own spawn for I knew that it was something that I wasn’t even dark enough for. I deserved a lot more than a seconded chance “dad”. But clearly, un like Lyric and Lakita, you haven’t realized that yet… Well Chaos what do you have to offer me? I circled my father after my response, passing in front of Shadrik, Lyric and Lakita. I wasn’t challenging him to a fight but challenging him to admit that he needed me here. It would be his mistake if he didn’t.

I ceased in my circling as I felt a piercing glance fix on me, followed by a mare’s angry voice. I turned my head to see Shadrik’s darling love Emira charging towards me, and almost laughed at the sight. I knew that she had left to give birth first by the foal that was following her and seconded by her exhaustion. Anyways, it was quite comical to have a mare that was still heavily pregnant charging at me. Her words didn’t really hurt me, even though she was my half sister Emira had no importance in my life, especially since she had fallen in love with Shadrik. But of course I didn’t refrain myself form a verbal fight or any fight for that matter. Yes Emira I do know what came from your so called “diplomatic missions” you fell in love with Snyper -Riku’s son. Did you not? Although I had been young when the whole love triangle started, I heard everything that Shadrik confessed to my mother and committed it to memory.

With the hiss of Lakita’s voice, my harks came forward and I listened intently. I had always liked the queen, like I had said before she knew the strength I had and how much of an asset I could be to the herd. I locked gazes with Chaos has his queen spoke. How would he react to her words? I knew that they contradicted everything he thought about Intrepid and I. I knew that the heir would always be better in his eyes, but it was the reverse to others. And I knew it and deep down I think he did too.